Hubs: "I had a dream about you last night", nudge, nudge, wink, wink.
Moi: "Oh yeah? I had a dream about Bradley Cooper."
Hubs: "Was he clothed?"
Moi: "Yes, fully."
Hubs: "How unfortunate for you."
I love my husband.
Mama, can you type in "www.horsedoctor.com" on the computer?
Why, have you played a game there?
No, I just want to see it.
Check it out. There's a beautiful xray of a human knee, as far as I can tell.
Maybe we should buy the domain.
I took the girlie to the Mall for my emergency purchase of new glasses. I needed an opinion, and who better to accompany me than a 5 year old fashion plate? Especially as I didn't have contact lenses to wear and I can only see clearly about 2 inches from my face without optical apparatus.
I short-listed a few, and it came down to Prada, Persol, and Ermenegildo Zegna.
The Persol were geeky chic, but too big for my face.
I put on the EZ pair:
To which the girl commented:
"You don't look like my mommy."
A gentleman standing next to me said, "Well, that isn't good."
I looked over at him with a smile. And then I recognized him. Guess who?
Dr. Joe. The Parenting and Life Counsellor, regular contributor to Cityline. Canada's answer to Dr. Phil, perhaps (I bet he gets that all the time, whether he likes it or not.)
Lest my daughter develop major psychological issues based on my choice of eyeglass frame, I think it was prudent that I went with Prada.
The big reveal will happen later this week.